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[Vorm]

Rule of Might

Sinestra Kaleb Sunwalker Creuat Veli'ae Ashai Malva'ikh Dralidok Irae Amena Kader
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Kaleb rolled and stabilized himself after his jumping strike, ready to parry Vorm’s first overhead strike. The crashing blades cracked under the pressures of their might, echoes running along the metallic floor; their eyes met right before Vorm’s second strike would come down.

This was it.

The whispers of the future bent by their wills into a deafening scream, they crowned the moment that decided their duel. Each fraction of a second stretched by their determination, dictated by their frantic heartbeats. Their blurred weapons passed by each other, each on their way to land a critical hit. The question was, whose strike would find purchase first.
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Round one: 7
Round two: 12
Round three: 17
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[Irae]

ORSIS ACADEMY - THE DUELING RINGS

With the distance between them renewed, there was little that was going to evade the half-Nagai’s notice, and the compliment was given a sliver of teeth shown, a lightly amused grin. So she had drawn a good match; a delightful turn of events.

The blade coming for her neck, rather than being drawn into parrying that feint, Irae simply shifted sideways and bent just a little backward, then followed the motion, twisting through into an invasion of the Kandaran's guard, and bringing her blade around to slam it down at Amena's sword arm. But this was when that little push caught her, putting her off balance enough to abandon the move.

She grunted a brief note, irritation flashing in her red-irised eyes as she immediately changed tactics and moved right into instead whipping a punishing roundhouse kick at the other woman's side. Just like she had learned from Aphon , after taking a fair measure of bruises in the process.


Amena Kader

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Tally:
Round One - 15
Round Two - 15
Round Three - 18

 

[Veli'ae Ashai]

It all happened in a heartbeat—a blur to the naked eye. The vengeful gaseous ball surged forth and Sinestra's saber met it with a furious swat; though this time the ethereal enveloped the saber in an invisible polish, driven by her belief that Prowler's physical invulnerability ended where the Force began.

" Gaaahhhhh!!!!" The Filar-Nitzans form wavered apon contact and shifted into a contort. A vile shriek was let out in surprise and the brief experience of pain visually ignited across the Dark Jedi's gaseous form via a crackling web of lightning that shot through the the alien in a web of violet light before dissipating into the void. Prowler found himself near the floor floating low and from there hollow eyes looked up at the Seer.

" Savor your victory. It wont happen again Sinestra ."

Tally
R1 - 1
R2 - 9
R3 - 9
R4 - 7
R5 - 16
Total: 42